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Harry flushed and allowed Draco to cover him with the robe, knowing that what he said was true. “Of course, s-sorry Draco.” he muttered, not sounding scared, just sounding a bit guilty for almost walking out half naked.
Before they walked out of the door, Harry paused and felt Draco’s arms around his waist, feeling so, so nice around him. Closing his eyes, he just listened to his mates voice and smiled at what he said. “I’ll stay as close to you as possible Draco. I wouldn’t be able to sit far away either.” he whispered softly.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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